Tag: mobile

On at Eridge

For fuck's sake
then a rummage
of backpack zips
as his phone alert
raises its volume
during their fight
And she asks him
Where are you?
Just left Eridge
Where?
Just left Eridge - On the train
When are . . .

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The Reading Room

We are looking about
at a screen-stuck-to
silvered generation
of eye-glued viewers
in trawl-warmed hands

Those old phone huggers
sit logged in to online's
click-bait refuge
of tittle-tattle and gossip
and foreign muckiness

under scrolled fingering
for rolled eyes of delight . . .

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Thursday – Overground to Euston

We travel sober through London Bridge - below
brick arches - on roads cowered by glassy heights -
Our cabbie blasts bent-to-smartphone bodies
back from near-hits on red-man crossings -

it seems that Londoners have now forgotten
how to see the threats beyond their implements -
We now live hand-to . . .

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